Sappy, Kind Of

This is going to be sappy and I don't care. I have had to say a lot of good byes in the last 23 years. Thankfully, I've never lost anyone in my immediate family, I've never had to say a complete permanent forever goodbye. I thought the most difficult one I'd ever have to say was the day Adam left for Iraq. At that point I wasn't thinking about how I would eventually have to say good bye to the other 2/3rds of me. Britt and Teetz are graduating in May. While I of course have graduated already, it's not the same, we're still in the same place together and can hang out all the time. In May, Teetz will be leaving Lincoln for good, most likely off to Seattle for grad school at the University of Washington. Britt was already accepted to UNMC...and you better tell her how much she kicks ass. They only accept 12 people total into the graduate program, people have until May to apply, and she was already accepted, bitches. She's awesome. But she also has an interview at the University of Iowa in May, and such. And who knows where I am going to end up. I have never laughed or cried so hard than with these two. I don't have a single memory I regret involving either of them (except the time I got mad at Teetz for buying me a 'Rent' ticket, but that situation worked out well in the end because we found out how crazy Tundra really was). I don't think there are two people in this world who knows me better than Britt and Teetz; they've put up with my crazy off-the-wall jump-to-conclusions about the smallest detail. They've talked me out of doing incredibly stupid things, and also been right along side me doing other stupid things. Did you ever hear the one where Britt and I fooled some kids into thinking I was deaf just so they'd leave us alone and we could sit by the fountain in peace. Or the time(s) out drinking where I'd say, "Kiss me now" and Teetz would? Okay, so that latter he'd probably rather not remember, but these are still great memories I cherish. Okay, so not the kissing so much...j/k, Teetz. Last year Teetz and I got toasted watching Doogie Houser, just because. Britt and I took apart her closest one night in Pound because a former RA told us of a prime alcohol-hiding location. We formed a band. We've all been mad at each other to the point of silent treatment, but over and over again, we get it straightened out, and everything is okay again. I'm not sure anyone could ask for two better friends than these guys. I wouldn't be who I am today without their help/interference, and for that I am grateful. I love you guys.